“No? Your tits bounce when you walk, baby.” I shudder at his casually thrown endearment, like he was waiting to say it all his life. “Did you know that?” “I don’t.” I arch my hips, trying to get closer to his mouth. “I don’t do it on purpose.” He chuckles and somehow, it hits me right in the clit. In my slippery, slippery clit. God, I think I’m creaming my panties in front of him. I think he can see it. He can see how my pussy is salivating for him. “You don’t, huh?” “No.” His head goes in and out of my vision as I blink and try to keep my eyes open against the onslaught of all the lust and
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